369 Cupid Novels & Stories

In Cupido's castle, Cupido is sadly looking at the book that regulates human love and marriage in the human world. “Are you sad again?” A warm voice spoke. “Is that León de Fuego, the Fire God? Why do you have free time to visit me?” Hearing the voice of León de Fuego, the God of Fire, Cupido immediately greeted him with joy. "I came to see if you've done anything stupid lately?" “Stupid, very stupid!” Cupido's sigh caused the wrath of the Fire God León de Fuego to lessen a bit. “Do you remember a woman named Lucero?” “Lucero? Luna Brillante? You mean these two names, right?” “Luna Brillante? Is Luna Brillante her brother-in-law? Why do I hear these two's names sound like two brothers' names

“But after the incident a decade ago that wiped out the Sapphire wolves, we’ve struggled to maintain stability. Being an Obsidian wolf alone is not enough to preserve balance.” The words tasted bitter. I did not enjoy admitting weakness. “So,” I continued, “we want to join forces with your pack. Share resources, reinforce borders. And also increase guard numbers, especially during rogue attacks.” Alaric leaned back slightly, considering. “I see.” Just then, a maid stepped into the office carrying a tray of drinks. The moment she moved closer, I smelled something. My body went rigid. That sweet scent. My hand shot out, gripping her wrist just as she set the tray down.

The voice from the radio sounded again, and the front class began to make preparations. "It will be over so soon." Cupid pouted in disappointment. He had not had enough fun yet. "It's okay, left... it's very hard for Dad to take you two alone. After that, let him go back and get a good rest." Kacy stroked Cupid's hair, gently reminding him. "Oh." replied Cupid mustily, "I know." Thomas Zuo took Cupid in his arms, smiled gently and said, "Let us go, it's time to get in line."

June looked up to met Cupid's eyes, "But you just said—" Cupid shrugged, "All the June Wengs are from different world, but they are all connected to you." June frowned. "How?" Cupid smiled. "They are all you." The information the four words carried made June's mind go blank as he stared at Cupid with a blank look. "I-I am sorry," June finally said, shaking his head with a little laugh, "What do you mean they are all me?" "Do you know of The Fates?" Cupid asked, "They are a very important branch of Hades Inc."

Cupid watched the name for a bit. This user was extremely active. Like too active. He would join in every conversation, and message every person. Cupid was fairly sure it was a He, it had a blue name, and was listed as male. Though with things the way they were, you still could not be completely sure any longer. Cupid finally asked in the chat "Hey, Dyeing, can we chat a bit?" the name went quiet. -------------------------------------------------------

Whatever it was, I found myself too aware of how handsome he was. "Diana Wilson," he said, easing into the chair opposite me, "happy birthday." I blinked. "Birthday?" From his leather bag, he pulled out a small cupcake neatly wrapped. He set it on the table between us. I stared at it as though it were a mirage. In here, days blurred into one another. No calendars. No celebrations. Only the sun and moon reminded us whether it was day or night. "What day is it?" I whispered. "April 26th," he said softly, as though he wanted me to believe time still mattered. He pulled out a tiny decorative candle, lit it with a silver lighter, and placed it atop the cupcake. "Make a wish, Diana. Blow it out."

Then, the kiss – a fleeting touch, a brand of possession, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious arrangement. Uno's words, a low murmur against her lips, were a cruel twist of fate: "Let's keep this 365-day marriage our secret. And don't worry, kissing you is the least I'll do." The veiled threat, the raw power in his voice, sent a shiver down her spine.

she said as she wiped down the vases on the table. Cupid crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Shouldn’t you be paying attention to me, love? It’s our wedding monthsary today!” “Don’t be so sulky, Cupid. We literally see each other every day. I only get to see Rosalind on special occasions. So, if you’re not going to help me in cleaning the house, you should just go up to the room and stop distracting me.” Cupid pouted and trudged up the stairs. “Stupid Axel,” he muttered under his breath. If only he didn’t tell back then that their wedding monthsary was also on the 28th, then he’ll be able to enjoy Gillian’s company without any disturbances.

Then removed it. No. I wasn't going to be stupid. I stepped away. Three seconds later, the door burst open. I screamed. Marco rushed inside and slammed it shut behind him. “Where's Luca?” My heart dropped. “Is he okay?” Marco looked at me. “Did he come back?” “No.” His expression tightened. That was when I noticed the small cut near his eyebrow. “What happened to you?” “Nothing.” “You're bleeding.” “It's nothing.” He moved toward the window.

he said in a sarcastic tone. "I couldn't find a big pumpkin and my fairy godmother is on her period, she's a bit cranky," I replied. He laughed and took my hand, together we walked to the limo while the guest closed in behind us. The limo was white with tinted glasses, the licensed plate numbers were replaced with "JUST MARRIED".